Then Victor shoved his meat in and held it there, just making small motions. Sandrine’s complaints were silenced. Soon she was trying to shake her h...ad, but the fleshy spike impaling her mouth held her almost motionless. She was gripping the ropes near her hands and pulling, knuckles white, muscles on her arms standing out in sharp relief. She began to kick her legs and thrash her body. Finally, a stream of pee emerged from her, arching to almost the end of the table. After ten seconds or so. Her pussy massaged my dick. Marinated it with her incestuous juices. Her twat grew hotter and hotter. The ache built and built at the tip of my shaft, that delightful need to pump my daughter full of spunk.I’d bathe her twat. Spurt after spurt of cum pumping into her. Filling her. It would splash against her cervix. It would baste her in my spunk. I groaned, my finger wiggling around inside of her asshole. I flexed it. Massaged her with it.She wiggled her hip from side to side, stirring her. The entire time she yelled " harder, faster, fuck me, take this pussy, show me what you got daddy, and etc" honestly there were times where I would zone in and out and an hour would go by. I was on the verge of cumming and I asked her where she'd like it, and she told me that, in a joking manner " I'm all dried up down there so no worries about pregnancy" and with that I told her I was cumming and exploded in her ass with so much power that I collapsed when done...She was gushing cum out of. "See there, I told you so?" She stated with a big smile. "I'm beginning to believe that five to ten ropes isen't such a stretch for you after all. "I told you." I said.Mum kept her tight grasp at the base of my crown. My cum ran down the top of her dainty hand."God, I can't even get my fingers around this thing, it's enormous. Move back a little Mark." She said.I took a step backwards and mum moved onto her knees in front of me. This was just too awesome. With her other hand she lifted my.